There were seven Starsea days left until the next Divine Ga. Rita planned to fill another hundred World Sigh entries before then, to see if she could unlock any useful skills.
Compared to Starsea skills, what she wanted now were higher-tier world skills.
But soone else was even more impatient.
Before the ship had even left Lania Kaia, Dawn Cicada ssaged her in private.
"Dawn Cicada: Where are you going? Hurry up and invade Dawn!"
"Rita: ...Aren’t we already invading?"
"Dawn Cicada: Do any of your leaders have ti? Can soone enter Dawn through a dungeon? That gives a bonus to invasion progress and can boost it instantly."
"Dawn Cicada: If a few of you invade together, you can push it to 5% imdiately and trigger final descent. If not, just send Smoke Tune over. Let her act as leader. You can remove her after."
"Rita: Why don’t you tell Smoke Tune that?"
"Dawn Cicada: She told not to rush. Said the Bell just ended and a day or two doesn’t matter."
"Rita: She’s right."
"Dawn Cicada: Don’t you want to rena myself BSCicada sooner and piss her off?"
"Rita: ......Did you hear the ’you are being watched’ notification?"
"Dawn Cicada: I did. If she’s spying on our chat, that’s her problem, not mine."
"Rita: You’ve changed."
"Dawn Cicada: The mont I decided to beco BSCicada, I stopped caring."
Rita actually found herself speechless for once.
"Rita: How do you think she even noticed our chat? We didn’t ntion her na."
"Dawn Cicada: Probably picked up on ’BSCicada.’ I’d be annoyed too if I heard that, let alone her."
"Rita: Makes sense."
After closing the chat, Rita decisively reassigned Smoke Tune and Avery.
Avery was rank two on the level leaderboard, commander of the First Legion, and held multiple key roles in BS. With all that stacked together, if she led Eclipse Vanguard into the invasion alongside Smoke Tune, both would boost invasion progress significantly. By the ti Rita arrived after collecting World Graveyard, she could break through the dungeon instantly and trigger final descent.
Avery, who was busy organizing all kinds of oddly shaped cookies, suddenly saw a pop-up.
"Epic Quest: BS Adjudicator orders you to personally invade Dawn"
"Reward: The Adjudicator’s tolerance and appreciation"
Avery: "..."
If it’s just a business trip, then say it’s a business trip. What kind of useless reward is that?
After dispatching her own aunt, Rita sorted through the resources Dawn Cicada had sent in advance. She kept what she needed in the BS Adjudicator’s warehouse and placed the rest into the BS Honor Shop, asking Y128 to design a proper exchange system.
These were resources she had secured herself. Dawn Cicada’s decision was based on her, not anyone else. At tis like this, Rita had no intention of pretending to be fair. Humans ca first.
Other races could still exchange for these items, but at least triple the price. So key resources were restricted to humans only.
Mistblade, Crab, and Pine Bloom said nothing about it.
Rita even felt a little disappointed. Why not co argue? If they did, she could bring up raising the "peace tax."
She spent two days on the River of Ti with her dragon, robot, and six cats, collecting World Graveyard.
After the Bell ended, the wars didn’t stop. They escalated, moving even faster than before.
Between collecting World Graveyard, Rita continued ferrying Maple Syrup to different worlds to bake cookies. She also built cookie houses in various worlds herself.
The ship stopped at a worn-down dock. Watching Rita pick a golden apple at Tiger Ear’s harbor, Maple Syrup glanced at her clean, unmarked brow and suddenly asked,
"Is this how you wanted the ga to go?"
Rita carefully wiped the golden apple in her hand. Ever since that night she sat alone and decided to act, her divine talent had advanced to 50%. It had kept rising slowly, but after reaching 60%, it stopped.
She didn’t answer. Instead, she asked,
"What about you? Have you reached the fourth season yet?"
Maple Syrup replied,
"No. I got stuck after unlocking Autumn."
Spring, Autumn, and Winter were already awakened. The rest was just steady progress. Only Sumr remained completely out of reach.
She pressed on, stubborn and unwilling to let it go.
"Is this leading to the ending you want?"
Rita quickly finished the apple, didn’t even bother going back to the captain’s cabin, and instead used Maine as a pillow and lay down on the deck.
Maple Syrup: "..."
The ship sped off and soon stopped at another world’s dock. Cheese, with a pacifier in her mouth, pulled it out and said,
"Passenger, you’ve arrived. Please disembark."
...
Foolishness found Deceitful Bloom in a flower field, where she was cultivating Sir Callia again.
In just a few days, Sir Callia had already taken root.
After watching silently for a while, Foolishness comnted,
"I’ve always thought Flower of Deceit and Sir Callia are natural enemies."
Deceitful Bloom smiled faintly.
"How are they enemies? I can easily deceive Sir Callia."
"You can deceive it into taking root. You can deceive it into sprouting. But if you want to keep deceiving it long enough for it to bloom... how do you tell whether you’re deceiving it, or it’s taming you?"
Deceitful Bloom only curled her lips slightly and let out a soft sigh. She neither agreed nor refuted. Catching the hint of a smile on Foolishness’s lips, she said,
"You did sothing again, didn’t you?"
Foolishness tapped the air lightly. A chat record appeared in front of her.
"Boiling Orange and Ashveil sent this to . Looks like they didn’t dare show you themselves."
So they sent it to soone who definitely would.
Deceitful Bloom read it in silence, gripping her gardening tool. Then she asked,
"If I go tell them that spying on their private chat wasn’t ... will they believe it?"
"Dawn Cicada will pretend to believe you. BS Rita will laugh loudly just to annoy you."
"..." Deceitful Bloom pinched the bridge of her nose. "They both know it wasn’t . They’re just ssing with , right?"
"You can think of it that way."
She put away her tool.
"I’m going to kill Boiling Orange and Ashveil."
Just as she turned to leave, Sir Callia, which had already rooted itself and sprouted a pale blue bud, suddenly pulled its roots out of the soil, jumped up, and drifted away with the wind, leaving behind a burst of strong, rhythmic music.
Deceitful Bloom and Foolishness watched it go.
"I rember the last ti your Sir Callia left... we were also talking about her."
"Just a coincidence."
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